Puck's build came with being a fae as much as anything else she did with her spare time. Another part of her existence that was fun. Her breath hitched momentarily as Loki smoothed some of her hair back and touched one of her ears.

She would be a good gothic heroine, and not be moved to tears yet again. But as Loki shared more with her, Puck nodded. "Please, I want nothing more right now." He promised no biting and Puck's eyes flashed with amusement and a slight thoughtfulness as she made a point to consider the counter offer seriously.

It failed, and she buried her face into his chest for a moment. Her tone was soft, even a little hesitant- but not for fear of rejection. "I'm glad, because I don't think I could handle actually being bitten." Puck moved back to where she could look at him properly and began to trace her hands down from his shoulders, moving towards his sides.

But a second later, she added, a bit more quieter. "You could, if you wanted to."